Poetry: Memento by Ruth Asch

By Ruth Asch

Memento

Mum’s broken angel
old-gold fragments on the floor:
no longer relic
but sacred waste
to be disposed of carefully
– like bones or love letters –
each piece watermarked
by memory.

Wings arrowtips;
arms empty parentheses;
long robed body
a curving path
– dead at each end.
The face alone, cut free…
still singing.

***

About the author:

Ruth Asch is a poet and creative prose writer, whose work is to be found printed in several anthologies, literary journals, websites, and in her early book Reflections. She is also a part-time teacher and mother of five, living in Preston, England.

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